Quotes About Destiny

To call away someone," he went on in the same thrilling voice, "someone who is not quite ready to come, but who is needed elsewhere for a worthier purpose.

Save his own soul he hath no star.

For no man under the sky lives twice

Save his own soul's light overhead, None leads him, and none ever led, Across birth's hidden harbour-bar, Past youth where shoreward shallows are, Through age that drives on toward the red Vast void of sunset hailed from far, To the equal waters of the dead; Save his own soul he hath no star, And sinks, except his own soul guide, Helmless in middle turn of tide.

She loved the games men played with death, Where death must win

That no life lives forever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea.

Our affairs are attached to the destiny decreed by God, even our best plans may lead us to destruction.

Blessed is the man who always kept the life after death in his view, who remembered the Day of Judgment through all his deeds, who led a contented life and who was happy with the lot that God had destined for him.

When you have to depart from this world and have to meet death (eventually), then why wish delay? (i.e., why feel nervous about death?)

And they all lived happily ever after, until they died.

If I am destined to be happy with you here Ã¢â'¬â€œ how short is the longest Life. John Keats

Maybe coincidence never means the way you want it to. Because if it did it wouldn't be coincidence, would it?

Believe me. Everything is meant.

A missed chance, a ruined life.

We need both luck and justice to get to live the life we're meant for, she says.

Your doom awaits you.

I have often wondered why I've survived. Yet I know the answer. It's luck. Luck is a greater factor than anyone who succeeds ever wants to believe. The idea that one is destined to be the person who remains standing, the person smart enough to make all the money, to retain the beauty, is far more seductive. If there is good luck, there is bad luck. That is a reality no one wants to contemplate. But it is reality. I am merely lucky to be alive.

Isn't it funny how we all die at the same time? Always at the end of our lives. Why worry?

In your life there are a few places, or maybe only the one place, where something happened, and then there are all the other places.

I'm fated, and I'm entirely yours.

you stepped outside time to find me. But you are the inventor of time and you will go back.

I didn't mean to be born.

Each one we are equal; without a star fating us

I was always pushed towards this place. Or backwards.